But now baby

That's why you got me

Singin' my song

Girl, you know you love

To talk some shit

Bitch, don't make me

Bust ya in your lip

She talka me back

And gonna make me

Hit your lips

Come home

Late at night

Wouldn't you know that it

Just ain't right

I'm here make a bad girl blue

Yeah I'm gonna be here

Hittin' on you

Yeah, Yeah, Eeah

Yeah, what's wrong with you?

I gave you all this money, tryin' to do you right and treat you like a woman.

Look how you make me... look at how you gonna go and treat me like a damn fool!

People try and talk about that woman over here, I got the back of my hand

Fuck that shit. I'm Black Joe. Black Joe! Black Joe mothafucka! Black Joe!